All Chapters of Revenge, Best Served in Codes: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

RHONDAI felt really sick to my stomach, my temperature rising at once. What was happening? I struggled to walk back into the bedroom and collapsed on the bed, drawing the duvet over me to protect myself from the sudden chills. I could hear my phone ringing insistently, but I was too tired to pick it up from where it was on the nightstand, which was only an arm’s stretch away.I eventually fell asleep in that position. I didn’t know how long it took before I finally opened my eyes again. A yawn escaped me and I stretched.“Feeling better?” I suddenly heard his voice say.I almost jumped.“What?” My eyes widened when I shot my gaze in his direction. He was seated on one of the sofas in one corner of the room. Malcolm.“They told me you weren’t feeling too well. I called and you weren’t picking up. I had to run down here,” he leapt to his feet and approached me. “I was so worried about you.”By “they,” he meant Victor and Kane.“Do they seriously report everything back to you?” I asked

THEODOREThere was something really fishy about Layla. Leo had been away from us for a while now, and not for once did she lose sleep over that. A real mother would have fought with everything in her to find her son and bring him back to her. But Layla didn’t do any of that. Instead, she cared more about making sure her nails were well manicured. The only other thing she cared about was the new addition to our family. Our little girl, Skyler.“Do you think I am okay?” Layla asked when I questioned her. A tear suddenly rolled down her cheek and she sobbed.“I—” she took in a drag of air, “I have been really trying to be strong for our little girl. But I am devastated within. I—” she sobbed, “I miss my little boy so much, but I know Rhonda is a bitch and wouldn’t release him even if I asked. That’s why I decided to patiently wait for the court’s ruling.”“What if it is against us? What if the child is Rhonda’s?” I asked with a raised brow.She vehemently shook her head. “That is impossi

LAYLAWhat the hell just happened?I fucking tried to prevent this. Once the court was dismissed, I dashed out of the courtroom and dialed Doctor Andrew’s number. The fucking bastard.He picked up on the first ring.“Are you out of the court already?” he said from the other end of the line. “Where should we meet for the balance? Same place?”“You are an idiot for making that statement,” I growled into the phone. “Yes, same place. But bring my money back!”“What do you mean, bring your money back? And Ms. Layla, I do not tolerate insults in any form. Just because you are paying me for a job doesn’t mean you can talk to me as you wish. I am a respected doctor who graduated from a prestigious university.”“If you were a respected doctor, then you would have honored our agreement. You wouldn’t have scammed me of my money,” I snapped.“What do you mean by that? I didn’t scam you. I did as agreed and even informed you the moment I got the job done.”“No. You did not get the job done,” I gro

LAYLA“Our conversation. I have it on recording,” Andrew said, making me stop in my tracks.My lashes fluttered as I turned around to look at him.“The one we just had now, or…?” I asked, hoping he would say yes. Then I’d grab whatever device he used and delete it right away.But my heart sank when he shook his head. “No. The one we had in the car, where you asked me to swap the result.”“Are you trying to threaten me?” I shot my brow up. I tried to act composed, despite the panic tearing through me at the moment. I should have been more careful. Damn!“Depends on if you cooperate or not,” he shrugged.I inched closer to him, venom soaking my voice as I spoke. “I swear, if you try anything stupid, you will not live to see the next day.”And I wasn’t bluffing. I didn’t care about staining my hands with another blood if it meant saving myself.“Oh,” he tilted his head to the side, “threatening me now?”“Delete that recording!” I groaned.“Not until you pay me my balance. I couldn’t have

RHONDAThe officer’s eyes widened when she saw Malcolm.“Good day, Alpha Malcolm,” she quickly greeted.“Good day, Officer. How may we help you?” Malcolm responded, knowing fully well why she was here.“You’re parked in an unauthorized area, so I came to check what’s going on,” she said. “Is there a problem? I might be able to help…”“There’s no problem, officer. I just got... overwhelmed, and I had to park to cool off the heat,” Malcolm told her.“If only she knew the context,” I whispered in his head, and a smile spread across his lips. The officer thought he was smiling at her, and she also smiled.I shook my head.“Are you... less overwhelmed now? I could help if you need it,” she quickly muttered.The only reason she wasn't issuing a ticket right now was because it was Malcolm. A regular person would've gotten a ticket. Instead, she was here, caring for him. Classism was real. “No. I am good. We’ll leave now. Thank you,” Malcolm waved at her. And as she tried to poke inside the